"Eat!" Du Pre waved his hand.

The cavalry cheered and feasted on the barbecue.

However, many officers are worried, and two and a half months have passed since the March period......

There is not much food left.

At the end of the steppe, the vast basin surrounded by mountains is as desolate and desolate as a flood, with only rocks, Gobi and deserts.

The whistling wind is like a ghost crying wolf, and it never stops.

However, the soldiers became more and more harmonious with the well-mannered commander.

Take them to gallop and hunt on the grassland every day, eat fragrant and drink spicy food, can the soldiers not like it?

And gradually adapted to the life of the grassland.

The sky is high and crisp, and you can gallop in the strong wind.

One by one, the riding skills became more and more exquisite, and they could eat and drink on the horses, and they could pull the sa on the horses, and they could fall asleep on the horses.

Archery is advancing by leaps and bounds, flying in the sky and running on the ground, all of them fall in response.

Eat and drink well, play well, and the soldiers are stronger than before.

Even the horses were fed more robustly.

Zhou Zhi was anxious, he was recommended by Lu Zhi, and he also knew Lu Gong's intentions, made meritorious contributions, and fought for a place in Xiping.

However, Du Yu was not in a hurry, and when he met a large tribe, he panicked and avoided, and the small tribe was also polite, exchanging their excellent war horses and ordnance for their cattle and sheep and inferior wine.

He was calculated, and he never cared.

Then eat and drink unscrupulously on the grassland.

If it weren't for Lu Zhi's repeated emphasis on obeying Du Pre in everything, Zhou Zhi would have drawn his sword long ago.

Several times Zhou Zhi wanted to turn around and go back to the Western Capital to denounce this long history that was out of tune, but in the end he endured it.

"Why is Captain Zhou so formal?" Du pre-brought a piece of roasted lamb shank.

Golden, fragrant with oil, it shines seductively in the spring sun.

Zhou Zhi's face couldn't stop beating because of anger, but his throat was constantly swallowing saliva, but he was arrogant and didn't accept Du Pre's kindness, turned his head to the other side, and no longer looked at Du Pre's face.

Unexpectedly, Du Yu was not interested, turned to the other side, handed the leg of mutton to Zhou Zhi again, and asked knowingly: "Why is Zhou Duwei bothering?" What's wrong with Mo Fei? ”

Zhou Zhi felt that he had been provoked, and the blood in his chest rushed to his head, he really couldn't understand why Yang Zheng and Lu Zhi were so blind to this person.

"You!" Zhou Zhi's hand holding the handle of the knife trembled.

And this knife was given to him by Yang Zheng himself.

"You ......" Zhou Zhi gasped in his throat, and his chest was rising and falling violently.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pinched the leg of mutton, like a ferocious hungry wolf, and bit the mutton fiercely.

Du Yu said in his words: "Yes, he is worthy of being recommended by Lu Gong." ”

At this time, the scouts rushed over, "Report to Du Changshi, the eleven Qianghu tribes including the Three Wolf Qiang, Ruoqiang, Baihu, and Yueshi Hu have joined forces of 37,000 horsemen, and they have surrounded us from the southeast, northwest, and north!" ”

The quality of the scouts in the guard battalion is extremely high, and the thousands of troops are not panicking.

"Da" sounded softly, and the leg of mutton in Zhou Zhi's hand fell to the ground.

Du Yu also looked bitter, "You say it again!" ”

"The eleven Qianghu tribes, including the Three Wolf Qiang, Ruoqiang, Baihu, and Yueshi Hu, have a combined army of 37,000 horsemen, and they have surrounded us from the southeast, northwest, and north!"

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

"Louder!"

"The enemy's 37,000 horsemen have surrounded us from all directions!" The scout yelled.

It was like a thunderbolt crackling in the tent.

There was laughter and laughter just now, but now they are all stunned.

3,000 cavalry against 35,000 cavalry......

It's an account that everybody can tell.

Zhou Zhi angrily pulled out the ring knife given by Yang Zheng, staring at Du Yu with red eyes, anger had already overwhelmed him.

However, Du Pre was riding on the horse, but he looked calm.

Not only was he calm, but his eyes were sharper than the refined ring-headed knife in his hand.

That's a sharpness that can stab people's souls!

In the past three months of getting along, Zhou Zhi has never seen such a Du Pre, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

The scholar in front of him has no outstanding martial arts, nor does he have the murderous aura of Yang Zheng, but he can deter himself.

In an instant, Zhou Zhi sobered up a lot.

He suddenly thought of another possibility.

Everything was deliberately done by the scholar in front of him.

When he saw the big tribe, he hid in order to paralyze the Qianghu.

Trading with small tribes was to show their wealth and stupidity, and to attract the greedy Qianghu tribe to besiege them.

On the grassland surrounded by wolves, how can a fat sheep eat grass unscrupulously?

The Xihai grassland is very large, connecting the plateau with the Western Regions.

If these tribes have the heart to dodge, let alone break the enemy in three months, they won't be able to catch up with them in three years!

Du Yu no longer looked at him, and his eyes swept over the silent cavalry, "In the past, I often heard that you were the most brave sons and daughters under General Yang, and I never thought that I would be as timid as a mouse!" Count me as Du predicting my knowledge of people and making friends with you! Now that it is surrounded on all sides, you can't escape, you might as well draw your knife and take matters into your own hands, so as not to lose General Yang's face after being captured. ”

The more Du pre talked, the meaner he became.

Every word was like a knife stuck in the hearts of the cavalrymen.

Anger was ignited instantly.

Especially the Qianghu soldiers, who were already violent, let out a low roar like a muffled cow one by one, their breathing gradually became heavy, and their eyes were slowly blood-red.

The horse's breathing gradually became heavier, and it snorted.

"Why should we run away if we still have the strength to fight? Why kill yourself? A Qiang tun chief roared angrily.

There was a chord of resonance.

A Han military commander shouted: "Today's events, there is death and no life!" ”

More than 3,000 knives stabbed into the clear blue sky, "There is death and no life!" ”

"Even if you die in battle, you can't lose the prestige of the general!" Zhou Zhi immediately understood.

Du Yu bowed his hand to the soldiers around him, "The thieves have many soldiers, and they are like cattle and sheep to be slaughtered, how can a good man be treated with such contempt?" If you can't kill all the Qianghu, you can't wash away this hatred! ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The soldiers turned on their horses.

Anger rises in the flames into war, murder, and evil!

The fierce winds of the Northwest have long since melted into their bones.

Tens of thousands of horses' hooves trampled on the steppe, gradually blending into a unified sound.

The momentum is like long electricity, and the sound is like thunder!

Zhou Zhi led five hundred armor to ride in front, and his whole person was as sharp as the ring-headed knife in his hand, and he roared angrily and rushed towards the enemy cavalry like a tide in the north.

Du pre-led the light rider behind, like a long black whip, waving on the verdant grassland.

Under the snow-capped mountains, the green grass grows in the sky.

The blue-black heavy cavalry plunged into the enemy cavalry.

Despite the strength of the Qianghu soldiers, and despite the fact that the Qianghu were well prepared, the war was still one-sided.

One side is for money, and if there are many people, it may not be a heart.

The other party is born to death, coming with rage, like a raging fire, not burning out the murderous aura in his chest, and vowing not to give up.

The sound of broken bones on impact, the tearing of flesh with knives, the high-pitched neighing of war horses, and the screams of various languages......

Mixed together, blown far, far away by the never-ending wind.

Du Yu rode on a horse, followed behind the cavalry, with an unbearable look on his face, watching everything that happened on the battlefield.

It's all his masterpiece.

This is the anger he ignited.

The horror of the battlefield was shocking.

Zhou Zhi is like a tireless hungry wolf, killing from north to west, from west to south, from south to east, and from east to north......

The horses were changed four times before and after, and there were hundreds of tired war horses.

Countless enemies are hated by his sword.

The steppe turned blood red.

Human and horse corpses were layered on top of each other, covering the otherwise verdant meadows.

"Within ten years, no tribe will dare to enter the West Sea." Du Yu muttered to himself.